Goods and Services

Seventeen? Old enough to drink he supposed, but not what he'd call an adult. Still, he only smiled politely in response to her answer. Getting into arguments with teenagers was something he already did plenty working with Edrei, and he didn't need to do it more than that. "Oh, my apologies. Chiesa divertente. A church, but one with a focus on having a good time. I am glad you think it is inviting. That is very much the point." He fondly rested a hand on a nearby table, smiling down at the ground as if congratulating the building itself on the compliment. But at his words about tasks Phoebe seemed alarmed and took a step back towards the door. Bastien blinked, unsure what the issue was, but he could tell he had said something not to her tastes. "I do not mean anything unpleasant. Simply the more taboo ends of pleasure." He shrugged, walking past her to open the door and hold it for her, making it clear she was not trapped. "As of yet I have not found any true hedonists here, but I am looking. I promise you my intentions are good, just...not pure. Nothing I expect a girl like you to know of." BASTIEN This tiresome desire to shock and amaze Perhaps I’ll grow out of it one of these days